I made chicken enchiladas for dinner the other night, which is not my kids' favorite. Some of them tried to choke it down politely, but one of them (his name begins with an "A") said that he would rather eat trash. He was so emphatic that he ate NOTHING for dinner and went to bed hungry. I thought I would give some to Alyssa to see what her thoughts were. Thankfully, she felt my wounded pride and ate THREE helpings of it. What a sweet baby!
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